The sound of a gun rang through the air.

While a once great nation fell to the ground the life leaving his eyes, Hungary was walking to Germany's to talk to Prussia. When the nations body hit the ground Hungary dropped to her knees, the tears already falling down her face and whispering sad apologizes to the one she never told she loved.

While the nation lay bleeding out, Germany had tears fall down his face. He buried his face in his hands in his office and cried his heart out whispering, 'Prussia...my brother...don't leave me ..please...' While Germany cried North Italy hugged himself crying as well. Saying every thank you and every thing he never got the chance to say to the nation who'd had been with him his entire life.

While the life left the nations eyes forever Spain fell down in the garden next to Romano, Crying like he never had before. Apologizing for every little thing he ever did to the nation. Even Romano had tears slip down his face.

France screamed out in agony sitting on the couch in his living room with England at the same time as Spain, both nations knowing what had happened. England buried his face in France's chest sobs shaking his body. France buried his face in his lovers hair whispering along with everyone else.

Austria dropped his music, letting it scatter though the hall and cried. His childhood friend and enemy was gone, and he knew it right away.

Every whisper was heart broken and every whisper was filled with years of regret from every nation. The once great nation, the nation who annoyed everyone yet everyone loved. Was no more. Prussia was now completing gone. Except a little yellow bird the chirped sadly by his masters fading body. The nation was no more...

"Prussia..."

Authors Note: I decided to add a little more to this story. Again sorry if Bad! Please review!

-Fate